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    Slayer of the winter, art thou here again?
    O welcome, thou that bring'st the summer nigh!
    The bitter wind makes not the victory vain.
    Nor will we mock thee for thy faint blue sky.

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Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing
Under the sky's gray arch;
Smiling I read more

Up from the sea, the wild north wind is blowing
Under the sky's gray arch;
Smiling I watch the shaken elm boughs, knowing
It is the wind of March.

by William Wordsworth Found in: March Quotes,
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Beware the ides of March.

Beware the ides of March.

by William Shakespeare Found in: March Quotes,
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Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
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Who in this world of ours their eyes
In March first open shall be wise;
In days of peril firm and brave,
And wear a Bloodstone to their grave.

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The ides of March are come.

The ides of March are come.

by William Shakespeare Found in: March Quotes,
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With rushing winds and gloomy skies
The dark and stubborn Winter dies:
Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries,
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With rushing winds and gloomy skies
The dark and stubborn Winter dies:
Far-off, unseen, Spring faintly cries,
Bidding her earliest child arise;
March!

by Bayard Taylor Found in: March Quotes,
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March: Its stone, Bloodstone.

March: Its stone, Bloodstone.

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March comes in with an adder's head, and goes out with a
peacock's tail.

March comes in with an adder's head, and goes out with a
peacock's tail.

by Richard Lawson Gales Found in: March Quotes,
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All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call;
It was when the moon was setting, and the read more

All in the wild March-morning I heard the angels call;
It was when the moon was setting, and the dark was over all;
The trees began to whisper, and the wind began to roll,
And in the wild March-morning I heard them call my soul.

by Lord Alfred Tennyson Found in: March Quotes,
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In fierce March weather
White waves break tether,
And whirled together
At either hand,
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In fierce March weather
White waves break tether,
And whirled together
At either hand,
Like weeds uplifted,
The tree-trunks rifted
In spars are drifted,
Like foam or sand.

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